That's how vile i am! I live Ireland, I breathe Ireland, and Christ how I loathe it, I wish I were a bloody Scot, that's how bloody awful it is being Irish!

Love is the last and secret name of all the virtues.

The theatre is a tragic place, full of endings and partings and heartbreak.

All our failures are ultimately failures in love.

We re all muddlers. The thing is to see is when one's got to stop muddling.

One should go easy on smashing other people's lies. Better to concentrate on one's own.

Those who hope, by retiring from the world, to earn a holiday from human frailty, in themselves and others, are usually disappointed.